Luo Zheng's body glowed with golden light, and the golden Sanskrit characters covered every inch of his skin.
As for Jian Wuhen, he waited patiently.
After about half an hour, the golden Sanskrit characters on Luo Zheng's body dimmed.
The outline of his body became more distinct, and his every movement exuded a condensed aura …
"Absorbing the Heavenly Fire can make one stronger?" Jian Wuhen was amazed by this scene.
As a Sage, he could tell that Luo Zheng's body was far stronger than that of an ordinary True God's!
Just like the shocking sword strike Luo Zheng had unleashed in the Battle of Daos.
If it were any other ordinary Lower True God, his physical body would have crumbled apart before he could even slash out with his sword.
However, Luo Zheng's body was not much of a problem!
However, Luo Zheng had shown too many incredible things, so it was easy for people to overlook the strength of his body.
"Mm." Luo Zheng nodded in response.
"I've never heard of such a miraculous technique …" Jian Wuhen sighed.
Luo Zheng could adapt to the Sun Essence Fire on the outermost layer, so he would naturally use it to temper his body.
Luo Zheng still did not know to what extent the Regal Equipment Refining Technique could temper one's body.
Ever since he entered the divine realm, it had been very difficult for him to find a suitable flame to temper himself.
However, he got the answer from his mother. All techniques related to Sanskrit were words left behind by the ancient Primal Chaos Gods. Therefore, the limits of the Regal Equipment Refining Technique were probably not limited to the divine realm …
As for the limits, he would explore them in the future.
Now, Luo Zheng had to solve the problem in front of him!
"I'll teleport you again. You'll have to rely on yourself later," Jian Wuhen said.
Then, Jian Wuhen brought Luo Zheng and teleported again …
"Swish!"
The two disappeared in the air again. In the blink of an eye, they had teleported hundreds of thousands of feet!
Looking down from this place, the Ruo Mu and the Land of No Attack had disappeared.
Luo Zheng could only see an oval-shaped white ground, which was naturally caused by the continuous snow over the past few months …
The originally round sun had already disappeared.
They were too close to the sun, so they could no longer see the sun's full appearance. Therefore, what appeared was a sea of fire in the sky!
"Huala, huala …"
The sea of fire floated above Luo Zheng's head from top to bottom. As the blazing flames flickered, they set off one fire after another. It was a spectacular sight!
"Huhu …"
Streams of essence sun fire wove into fiery clouds, hovering in the air like whirlwinds.
Even Jian Wuhen had a cautious look on his face as he faced the Essence Sun Fire!
He pointed in the air …
An invisible sword intent shot out from his finger.
"Sea Town!"
"Huala …"
At this moment, Luo Zheng sensed that the aura within a radius of 10,000 miles had suddenly changed.
The sound of surging tides and waves crashing against each other could be heard in his ears …
A feeling of Luo of the sea Ocean Sea Sea Sea
"This is the Sword's Sword …"
"Sword" of the sword of the Divine Dao, "Of of Zheng 'of the God''s," So powerful … "
Luo Zheng sighed in his heart.
When the Sword's Sword was released, no matter how the red clouds of fire moved, they couldn't get close to the two!
They seemed to be moving further and further away from the two of them amidst the waves.
"I can only send you up to here. I can't go any higher," Jian Wuhen said seriously.
Luo Zheng nodded and took out a flying sword from his Sumeru Ring.
He couldn't fly now, so he still had to rely on the flying sword to fly.
After stepping on the flying sword, Luo Zheng took out an umbrella from his Sumeru Ring. It was the Azure Parasol he had obtained from the Dao Struggle.
The reason why Elder Yuan became the captain was because this umbrella was in his hands.
Relying on this umbrella, he was able to enter the fireball that was the sun unimpeded.
"Feng!"
After Luo Zheng opened the umbrella, a bright yellow curtain of light immediately enveloped him and the flying sword under his feet.
Luo Zheng had to be careful now. If the flying sword was melted by the Sun Essence Fire, he would be in big trouble.
"Then I'll go up," Luo Zheng said.
"I'll leave everything to you." Jian Wuhen looked indifferently at the young man.
Then Luo Zheng held the Azure Parasol and stepped on the flying sword, turning into a streak of light that shot up into the sky.
Seeing Luo Zheng's figure disappear into the distance, Jian Wuhen's face was filled with emotion.
He had never thought that the fate of the Realm of the Gods would be entrusted to these juniors.
He had never thought that the destroyed Luo Family still had such a powerful ability hidden …
He didn't know if choosing to stand on the Luo Family's side was the wrong move, but the sword race's innate sense of mission forced them to save the millions of lives of the Realm of the Gods.
… …
The fiery red clouds quickly passed by Luo Zheng's surroundings.
The light curtain formed by the Green Parasol easily isolated all the flames.
In the space under the umbrella, Luo Zheng didn't feel the heat at all. Instead, he felt a faint coolness.
It was indeed a very miraculous magic weapon.
Even though the Azure Parasol could easily block the sun's essence fire, Luo Zheng didn't dare to be careless.
The red clouds of fire couldn't burn Luo Zheng, but they formed powerful whirlpools as they crazily circled.
If Luo Zheng didn't pay attention and got sucked into these whirlpools, he would lose his balance and be swept away by these currents … …
After flying like this for more than an hour, more and more fire clouds appeared around Luo Zheng!
He was about to cross the middle layer of the sun and approach the inner layer.
At this stage, even a Saint couldn't withstand the sun's essence fire … …
"The sun's essence fire here is probably a hundred times stronger than the outer layer. If I lose the protection of the Azure Parasol, I'll probably be burned to ashes in an instant!"
Luo Zheng was also shocked by the layers of fire clouds formed by the sun's essence fire.
He didn't know how this sun was formed. It could burn in the sky for countless God Epochs and still maintain such a powerful aura.
At this moment, he deeply felt his own insignificance.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh … …"
At this moment, a sharp whistling sound was transmitted to Luo Zheng's ears.
Tens of thousands of sun's essence fire formed a huge whirlpool!
"Oh no!"
Luo Zheng's expression changed. He stepped on his flying sword and flew to the other side.
However, the range of this whirlpool was too large. If Luo Zheng was at the Great Perfection Stage or a Saint, he might have a chance to escape.
However, Luo Zheng was only a lower True God, and he was still relying on his flying sword. How could he make it in time?
"Swish … …"
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